Chapter 830: Drama Between A Mother And A Son
"Senior, when I was young, I was so naive. I believed miracles were always within reach, that there would always be choices available; better choices to save my loved ones without causing harm to others. Sometimes miracles do happen, allowing me to avoid hurting anyone. Yet, there are times when such miracles are absent, and I find myself on a ruthless path, compromising my principles and conforming to the harsh rules of survival, regardless of right or wrong. I am who I am: neither wholly good nor wholly bad. I empathize with their pain, but who empathizes with mine? If I strive not to harm others in order to protect my loved ones, when the roles are reversed, will they show me the same compassion?" The glow around her seemed to deepen, enveloping her in an air of enigma.
Shen Anshuang became thoroughly engrossed in the world of Shenlian Yingyue, losing track of time as she wandered through its enchanting landscapes. It was only when she felt a gentle warmth in her palm; a gift of the Fire Lily from the girl, that she noticed the figure had vanished, along with her companions, into the endless expanse of snow.
"What’s amiss with you?"
As her thoughts echoed, a pair of enchanting feet stepped into her line of sight. The figure didn’t wear shoes, walking upon the frozen snow as if the biting cold had no power over his bare feet. Beautiful anklets adorned his slender ankles, glimmering in the pale light.
She lifted her gaze to meet the newcomer. His face appeared ordinary at first glance, yet she could see beyond the surface, perceiving a grandeur that transcended human form.
In this form, he seemed to embody the essence of nature itself; the snow melting in splendid harmony, flowers blooming with grace, and the sunlight casting a soft, ethereal glow. Words failed to adequately capture the beauty of his features.
"Xian’er, are you here to seek your beloved?" Shen Anshuang inquired with a cryptic smile. Her once average visage began to transform, revealing a beauty that rivaled his.
Together, they were otherworldly, their perfection defying mortal comprehension, as though the cosmos had carved them from stardust and wistful dreams. They were not merely beautiful; they were a miracle, standing as anomalies amidst the natural order.
"I’ve come to find A’Lei," Shen Xian said, his gaze drifting to the Fire Lily cradled in his palm, choosing silence over inquiries into her affairs, as long as she remained unharmed.